(eerie music)
(eerie laughing)
- [Announcer] The following video
is based on a true story.
The events portrayed are as real
as they are terrifying.
Viewer discretion is advised.
(suspenseful music)
- Look, buddy, I don't know
how many times I got to say it.
Either you're a chicken or you're a burger,
but you can't be both.
- Oh, really?
Does that mean you're made of dog
'cause I heard you're nothing, but lips and as--
- Shh, some of us are trying to hear the announcements.
- Like they're really gonna mention
you on the weekly menu.
(laughing)
- [Announcer] Friday we'll be having ghoulash!
- Oh my God!
(gasping)
- Hot diggity dog!
- Ghoulash?
I thought that stuff was an urban legend.
- Well, I heard it's completely inedible.
- I heard it's made of squirrels and cobra venom.
- Come on now, gang.
Every entree is entitled to its secret recipe.
- Of course you'd say that!
You're freakin' mystery meat!
- And you're made of cow hooves.
- (gasping) I should've never told you that!
(ding)
(rattling)
(wind blowing)
- Chill, guys, we got bigger problems now.
(suspenseful music)
- Oh, my God!
It's recipe is the same as mine!
What does that all mean?
(eerie music)
(water pouring)
- I got a bad feeling about this, guys.
- Ah ha!
I knew you were chicken!
(suspenseful music)
- So, I was thinking,
if you're not doing anything third period--
- Look, milk, you're a great guy,
but I'm already seeing somebody.
- Beat it, milk dud!
Everybody knows ketchup is lactose incoherent.
I meant intolerant!
Darn it!
- God, Mike, you can be such a jerk!
- Tough luck, dude,
but you know condiments only date condiments.
- How can you be thinking about love
at a time like this?
You know both taco and hot dog are missing, right?
- This sounds like a mystery to solve
for mystery meat!
- Seriously mystery meat?
How long you been sittin' on that one?
- Couple hours.
- Heads up, Sherlock.
I think I just found taco.
- Yo, strength in numbers, dudes.
Ghoulash got hot dog,
but he's not gonna get me (screaming).
(suspenseful music)
(screaming)
- Poor taco.
He forgot it's Tuesday.
- Maybe he'll be leftovers?
- Nah, there's never any leftovers on Taco Tuesday.
(suspenseful music)
- Alright, I am officially freaked out.
Half of our friends are missing
and that bowl of ghoulash just keeps getting bigger
and bigger and bigger and you know what?
I just I can't right now.
I need to lie down.
- So, you think there's a connection
- Of course there's a connection
for crying out loud!
Even milk box is missing.
- Wow, it's gonna be super confusing
when they put his face on the side
of another milk box.
- That's it! That's it!
We're doomed.
We are all doomed (crying).
- Don't worry, gelatin,
I'll get to the bottom of this!
(suspenseful music)
- Not gonna die,
not gonna die,
not gonna die.
- (sighs) Are you still freaked out?
- Yes!
We're the only ones left!
Chicken burger's gone.
He said he'd get to the bottom of it,
but I'm afraid, I'm afraid he's never coming back!
- Well, maybe we should ask milk box.
- Help
me
please!
- Easy, buddy.
I'm sure you'll be just fine.
- It got me guys.
Don't, don't let it get you (groaning)!
- Milk box?
Talk to me milk box!
Milk box?
No!
(suspenseful music)
Gelatin, where are you, bud?
(laughing)
No, it can't be!
It can't be!
(growling)
(screaming)
It was ghoulash after all!
Wow, I never would've guessed!
(growling)
- All be ghoulash
and ghoulash will be all!
- You monster!
You want some of me?
Well, come and get it!
(slicing)
(boing)
(grunts)
Oh, no!
I'm trapped!
(growling)
- Come to me mystery meat!
It is your fate!
- Sorry, ghoulash, but I think your whole plan
is about to go down the drain!
YOLO!
- I was promised a sequel!
A sequel!
- Leftovers?
I can't believe I'm leftovers!
Woo-hoo!
(screaming)
(splattering)
(gibberish)
(screaming)
- Run! Run away!
- What's the story with little apple?
- I don't know, but I'm sure it's quite the tale (laughs).
(gibberish)
(laughing)
Knife.